TRMP Chapter 75

Jiang Yifeng woke up the next morning.

Lying in his own body, looking at the hotel ceiling, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

“Gurulu–” The rumbling of his stomach interrupted Jiang Yifeng’s thoughts.

He clutched his aching stomach and forced himself to have breakfast. Back in his room, he sat blankly on the bed, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Actually, he didn’t remember much of what happened after he got drunk last night.

But perhaps the disappearance of certain parts greatly stimulated Jiang Yifeng’s emotions. He actually had some memory of crying in Xie Jingshen’s arms.

–How embarrassing!

Jiang Yifeng buried his face in his hands.

The system remained silent.

Jiang Yifeng rubbed his face hard.

He said fiercely to the system in his heart, “How can you do this!”

“Host, do you remember when you asked us if 24-hour live streaming would earn you more money?” The system thoughtfully brought up the memory from that time. “The system has two modes: a healthy mode and a normal mode. You chose the healthy mode. Once selected, it cannot be changed.”

Their system humanely gave the host the right to choose.

And the host chose the healthy mode.

The system chose to smile.

“In your words, people have to pay the price for their choices.”

“That’s not what that sentence means…” Jiang Yifeng was in a daze.

Healthy mode meant that it existed, but it wasn’t being used.

It wasn’t that it didn’t exist.

Jiang Yifeng pulled the quilt onto his legs. He tentatively reached down with his hand, making sure he was still complete in reality.

Fortunately, he was drunk last night.

If he had discovered it while sober…

Jiang Yifeng quickly shook the thoughts out of his head.

Jiang Yifeng lay in bed until noon before he could barely digest the shock of last night.

To avoid continuing to overthink, Jiang Yifeng went to the set as usual in the afternoon and squatted behind the camera to watch Zhao Wenjun filming.

It happened to be Guan Shaodong’s scene. Zhao Wenjun’s attention was focused on the camera. He held the walkie-talkie and occasionally instructed the on-site photographers to shoot from different angles. The camera zoomed in from time to time to record the actors’ expressions.

“Okay, this take is good.”

After Zhao Wenjun finished a take, he frowned and scolded Guan Shaodong, who wanted to run over to Jiang Yifeng again, “Go change your clothes. Why are you acting like a little tadpole looking for its mother?”

“You make me sound a generation younger.” Guan Shaodong also laughed. He waved to Jiang Yifeng and turned to change his clothes.

Zhao Wenjun glanced at Jiang Yifeng, “Are you very interested in directing?”

Jiang Yifeng was stunned.

“Many actors dream of becoming directors… but actors usually have a problem. They think they are superior, their artistic temperament is too strong, so they call chaotic filming ‘technique’, and filming that is detached from reality and full of resentment ‘depth’.” Zhao Wenjun said unceremoniously.

Jiang Yifeng didn’t expect Zhao Wenjun to think of this first, but hearing what he said, Jiang Yifeng couldn’t help but laugh, “I don’t like that kind of thing.”

“Hmm?”

“I have no artistic pursuits.” Jiang Yifeng was quite honest.

Just like he entered the entertainment industry not to become a superior artist, but to earn money as soon as possible to pay off his debts.

“You’re even more direct than me.” Zhao Wenjun shook his head. He reviewed the footage he had just shot, then turned his head and said to Jiang Yifeng, “Tomorrow there’s a very important one-shot scene. We’ll start shooting in the morning. Want to come and watch?”

There was no scene for Jiang Yifeng tomorrow, but Zhao Wenjun still invited Jiang Yifeng to watch the one-shot scene tomorrow.

Jiang Yifeng nodded.

–This is Zhao Wenjun’s invitation!

Jiang Yifeng shouted in his heart.

And he received a salary of more than one million yuan from him.

He accompanied Zhao Wenjun to watch the shots, and Zhao Wenjun took the initiative to talk to Jiang Yifeng about shooting techniques for the first time.

Guan Shaodong tried several times to come over and talk to Jiang Yifeng, but Zhao Wenjun blocked him. Zhao Wenjun turned his head and complained to Jiang Yifeng, “Why is Guan Shao so annoying… I’m busy working.”

Jiang Yifeng: “…”

Guan Shaodong was ostracized all afternoon.

In the evening, the props and photography teams had to start preparing for the next day’s one-shot scene, and even Zhao Wenjun was busy with preparations.

Guan Shaodong finally found a chance to approach, “What were you two chatting about all day?”

“Hmm? Teaching me, filming a movie?” Jiang Yifeng didn’t know where Zhao Wenjun got his enthusiasm.

Guan Shaodong was also confused.

He couldn’t help but lean closer, “Are you planning to become a director and film a movie in the future?”

Jiang Yifeng shook his head.

As he moved, his slightly long hair brushed past the back of his neck, and a tooth mark could be vaguely seen under his clothes.

Guan Shaodong was shocked.

He thought Jiang Yifeng was unhappy–after all, people in their industry often have to hide their relationships from the media and fans. A lover leaving a mark without permission might be sweet or embarrassing for ordinary people, but it was different for celebrities.

Moreover, the position behind the neck was hidden, making it seem like it was left secretly.

The next second, Jiang Yifeng’s face turned red.

A complex emotion of excitement and shyness flashed in his eyes. His right hand subconsciously pressed on his left shoulder, and his lips pursed.

Seemingly shy.

But also… seemingly joyful.

“Isn’t he abroad? Flying back and forth twice in such a short time?” Guan Shaodong didn’t trust Jiang Yifeng’s African boyfriend much.

Jiang Yifeng waved his hand.

“I just didn’t expect it to be left.”

When Jiang Yifeng came back, the makeup on his face was still clean and intact–obviously in Xie Jingshen’s world, he washed off his makeup and wiped his face clean, but back here, he was still wearing a full face of makeup, and his stomach was rumbling because he hadn’t eaten all day.

It seemed like he couldn’t bring anything back.

But the few hidden marks that Xie Jingshen left on him were still there.

Jiang Yifeng was shy.

It was difficult to maintain a serious face when those marks were seen by others.

But he was even happier.

–He avoided the system and brought everything that Xie Jingshen left him back to his own world.

Those marks printed on his shoulders were like the little leaf hidden in Xie Jingshen’s chest.

They were smuggled back to his little garden.

“You…” Guan Shaodong felt that the relationship between Jiang Yifeng and his boyfriend might be a little delicate.

–Guan Shaodong had never met Jiang Yifeng’s boyfriend. His only impression was of the man in those three photos who was ridiculously tall and almost completely blocked Jiang Yifeng.

Anything was possible when love was strong, and it was normal to leave marks involuntarily.

But the position extending down the spine behind the neck was very strange.

That was an extremely hidden position full of possessiveness and madness. Beasts often bit that position to control the female beast.

The tooth marks in that position were so deep, like a hidden warning and a declaration of possession.

He glanced at Jiang Yifeng.

He was sure that Jiang Yifeng’s boyfriend was probably not someone to be trifled with.

And he finally confirmed that Jiang Yifeng was indeed a love-struck fool.

A very excessive love-struck fool.

“Remember to cover up the tooth marks. If the media finds out, who knows what those people will write.” Guan Shaodong said worriedly, “Don’t use concealer, use a band-aid, stick it on.”

Jiang Yifeng nodded.

He stood there and smiled foolishly for a while, which Guan Shaodong found indescribable.

After Jiang Yifeng finished being happy, he waved his hand and ordered a barbecue for Guan Shaodong–Guan Shaodong’s manager had been controlling his diet recently. Except for the milk tea that the old actors in the crew bought for the entire crew a few times, Guan Shaodong hadn’t seen anything with heavy oil and salt for a month.

After Jiang Yifeng placed the order, Guan Shaodong immediately put Jiang Yifeng’s love-struck brain aside.

“Brothers are reliable at critical moments.”

Jiang Yifeng smiled.

Wearing the marks on his neck, as soon as he returned to the room, he immediately took a photo of the marks on his neck.

In the photo, a red, deep mark was printed on his white skin. Jiang Yifeng had to take off his top to take a full picture of the tooth mark. He didn’t know how Xie Jingshen bit him while he was wearing clothes.

Anyway, every time Xie Jingshen bit and kissed him, Jiang Yifeng was in a hazy state, and he would obediently let Xie Jingshen do whatever he wanted.

Jiang Yifeng thought of the scene last night, and his face turned red.

His eyebrows were slightly drooping, and his eyes were trembling lightly.

“Xie Jingshen is like a little puppy.” Jiang Yifeng touched the clear tooth marks, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

His phone vibrated. Jiang Yifeng clicked on the message and saw that Long Li had sent him two photos.

“New products, want to try them?”

They were two bottles of citrus-scented perfume.

Even the bottles were specially made into a round shape.

“The cost of opening a sample is expensive, but if mass production is put into production, the cost of the bottle can be almost ignored.” Long Li said seriously, “But we need to register a new brand first.”

As the national director of a perfume brand, Long Li certainly couldn’t use his own perfume brand after being rejected several times.

Jiang Yifeng looked at the perfume and thought of the name of the perfume brand that Xie Jingshen said.

He asked Long Li, “What name do you want to give it?”

Long Li sent a voice message in his country’s language, which Jiang Yifeng didn’t understand.

However, Long Li quickly sent a text message.

“Chuyuan, symbolizing a new beginning.”

Exactly the same as Xie Jingshen’s bottle.